exploring life and love with pictures and words
I lift the dusty lid from the cardboard box revealing envelopes stuffed with photographs and negatives. Neatly stacked upright and mostly organized chronologically, some are marked with brief descriptions, Oregon ’82, Catalina ’89, and others are not marked at all. I’m looking for a particular picture, something from decades ago that I want to post... Continue Reading →
We sit on barstools at the counter facing the large open window to Main Street’s foot traffic. Juice from the fish taco I’m devouring runs past my wrist and down my arm, I catch it with a napkin. You haven’t touched your quesadilla, but you have nearly finished your fries. I try to coax you... Continue Reading →
A friend sent me a message asking if I would participate in the latest social media challenge. All I had to do was post a black and white photograph of myself, tag her and nominate another woman to do the same. The purpose? To support, empower and celebrate women. Easy enough. I could have chosen... Continue Reading →
He is a bright boy, articulate and creative. He has a natural curiosity and a variety of interests. He loves to learn new things, but not in the traditional school setting. There he feels anxious and inadequate. In the classroom his attention wanes, his mind filled with worried about his ability to do a task... Continue Reading →
Late Sunday morning, still in pajamas, I sit cross-legged on the sofa, looking through a dusty storage box for a photograph of my mom. I don’t have a specific one in mind, it’s more of a treasure hunt. I hope to find a photo I haven’t seen in so many years that it feels brand... Continue Reading →
I wake up long before my alarm, my bladder is in charge these days. I don’t get up right away. Instead I lay in bed and ruminate about those things that are large and looming in the darkness and somehow fade away in the light of day. Shuffling to the bathroom I wonder, why are... Continue Reading →
The mail store is busy and I don’t have much time. I’m hoping they have a computer that can read the contents of a CD I received in the mail yesterday. Honestly, who uses these ancient disks anymore. Looking around it’s not clear who is next in line, or if there is a line. People... Continue Reading →
“Home . . . I’m on my way “ It took a split second to recall why I had written those words . . . it was a year ago. I had just wrapped up a year in Italy and was sitting on an airplane in Malpensa headed back to the states. I posted... Continue Reading →
Love is in the air . . . well not for me, but I’m certainly surrounded by it lately. A few weeks ago I sat under the shade of redwoods and listened to a young couple speak their wedding vows, sharing their love story so beautifully. The following week, sipping wine at a backyard barbecue... Continue Reading →
We gather around the dining room table, our small, intimate writers group. Sipping tea and coffee, and snacking on popcorn, each of us takes a turn to share our current work. We listen first to a fellow writer read an excerpt from her manuscript, a memoir. Slowly, carefully, she paints a picture with her words.... Continue Reading →
Bare Naked in Public 